An absolute funk/punk masterpiece presented to us by the red hot chili peppers. Riddled with awesome trumpeting ,its makes one so happy just to hear them
deep grooves coming out the speakers. Produced by the 'epic mythological profilic genius' himseld Dr Funkinstein, George Clinton, this record remains a definitive and substantial musical statement, and from the
words of Flea it falls into the category 'Too funky for
white radio, too punk rockin for black.'
'That blackeyed beauty with the golden crotch, French electric
sex a cock shocking swamp fox'
Blackeyed Blonde
'Say it loud I'm freaky styley and I'm proud!' Freakystyley
'Oh give me a
home, where the buffalo roam, and the death of a race is a game'
American Ghost Dance
'But let me tell you little boy, She'll clean your
clock'
Blackeyed blonde
'Nevermind the Soft Cell shit
That's strictly for the twits
Nevermind the Men At
Work
Those tunes are for the jerks
Cause we're The Red Hot Chili Peppers'
Nevermind
'Thirty dirty birds
Sitting on a curb
Chirping and Burping
And eating
Dirty earthworms'
Thirty Dirty Birds
'Deep inside the soul hole
Of Mother Earth
Father Time came
With a supersonic supersonic burst
His soul monkey sperm tribes
Racing to be first'
Jungleman
et al..........
